The look Tony gives Mark after his car blowie. They’ve both got their pump on, full-body. Now that Mark’s seen to his immediate needs, Tony’ll head home to his pregnant wife and spend some good quality time, relaxed. Mark’s duty is done. Tasted good, too.
“Thanks, bro,” he says, kind and genuine.
Mark wipes the cum from his mouth and chin. “It was totally my pleasure, dude.”
“Went a bit hard on you there, though, huhu. You don’t mind, right?”
“Nope,” said Mark with a wink.
Tony sticks his fingers in Mark’s mouth, already rebooting for a potential second round. Mark revs up in excitement. But the moment passes. Tony pulls his fingers out with a wet plunging sound, kicks Mark out the car with a smile and drives off.
How so many of Mark’s hook-ups end. But this is Mark’s duty, so he’ll see it through.
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Mark seeing to one of his boys in the gym showers. Apparently, the missus is holding out on him. Using sex as a weapon, as women often do. Lucky for him, Mark’s always willing to get a bro off.
Mark will never understand women. Bro here has an eight-inch fuckstick, a jovial but aggressive personality, a roid-honed body, and a handsome face to boot. And yet his wife cares so little about sex that she will use the lack of it against him?
Mark envies no one: he’s got it too good. But sometimes he looks at women with a kind of bemused resentment. Women have such easy access to men, to dick. And yet, they rarely take advantage of it. Or, they exploit it to nefarious ends.
The hoops Mark has to jump through to get these bros to surrender their dicks to him would make most women weep. The risks Mark runs in courting men of questionable sexualities. The social stigma of homosexuality…
Whatever. Her loss. He’ll just continue sucking off her husband, giving him the pleasure she selfishly denies. Mark knows he’s close to getting bro to fuck his ass, too. He keeps pawing at Mark’s glutes, or else bending down to have a grope while Mark sucks him off.
Mark prefaces his encounters by telling his bros to “treat me like a whore in a porno.” That’s enough to make most men perk up. After a few sessions to get comfortable, they take him literally. Once a man’s gotten accustomed to sloppy, deep-throated, facefucked head while the sucker stares up at him in reverence and practically begs for more, it’s hard to go back to safe, boring woman-head. And by that point, even pussy starts to feel kind of meh.
And Mark’s not to blame. He’s an expert at sex, always willing, and actually loving towards men. He’s an androphile. Most women aren’t. Most women endure men, and their sex. But women would do well to start taking pointers from my boi, otherwise more and more men will fall under a good boi’s spell.
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“Dude, get in here and let me play with that ass.”
Mark’s flawless Korean fuck buddy Junho is soaped up and ready to get down. His girl’s out shopping for her next Instagram fit, so that gives Mark and Junho plenty of time to fool around at his place.
“Oh, you topping today, bro,” says Mark.
“Yeah, if you’re good. You good, right, bro?”
“Always ready, don’t worry. But romance a bro first before you go straight for the ass, come on.”
“Shit, sorry, dude!
Mark loves kissing his boys. It’s a 50/50 split – which fuck buddy does/doesn’t kiss. Junho, no problem. Bro’s totally down-the-line bisexual and will fuck any hot thing that moves. And Mark’s full-gay bros love to lock lips. He can have some good, long make-out sessions with them – slow and sensual; lips locked in permanent pressure, not releasing them even for a second until the moment’s passed.
His other bros, though… It’s a funny thing. A lot of closeted men will stick their tongue deep into Mark’s asshole before they’d stick it in his mouth. Kissing is often the final frontier. The last step before some kind of sexual catharsis. Most men don’t wanna take that step.
Pity.
At least Mark has his bro-sluts to keep him company.
“Can I fuck you now, bro?” says Junho after a ten minute kissing/petting/frotting sesh.
The answer is always yes.
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Married, four kids, good job, you know the drill. Doesn’t stop him treating Mark’s fuckhole like a disposable flashlight; good to be thrown in the bin once it’s dripping with his breeder cum. And Mark lets him. For a man like that, there’s not much Mark wouldn’t do.
He’s called Pat, but Mark wants to call him Daddy. He tried it once, and Pat got real pissy. Took Mark’s jaw in his big hand and told him to never call him that again. Mark obeyed. He wasn’t gonna anger a tanked, defensive roidhead for no reason. Still, in his mind, Pat was Daddy.
And to Pat, Mark was faggot. Mark didn’t let just any man call him that. If a gym bro was on his level – on equal footing of masculinity and muscularity – then he wouldn’t allow it. Any gym bro who called him that would be getting a clap back, and Mark was a strong man. But Pat wasn’t on Mark’s level. He was on the next rung up. He was an alpha. Mark wasn’t ashamed to admit it. He recognized their different spheres of manhood, and he respected it. Pat was more of a man than he was.
For men like this – hypermasculine alphas with homosexual ideation – homophobia is often the only way they can square their conflicting feelings. He believes being gay is decadent and feminizing, but he feels drawn to men in a way that goes beyond platonic camaraderie. He wants masculinity. He wants intimacy. These ideas are at war – at least in Pat’s mind.
The better angels of Mark’s nature tell him that he’s helping Pat come to terms with his demons. That he’s showing Pat it’s possible to be a hypermasculine alpha, and truly enjoy the company of men. But the selfish, sordid, dark recesses of Mark’s desire don’t want Pat to overcome his internalized homophobia and find open, liberated comfort in homosex. They want Pat to remain closeted, and frustrated, and homophobic. Because when Pat fucks his breeder cum into Mark’s perfect pussy in a rage of homophobic shame, Mark orgasms like with no one else.
Even my shameless, confident good boi Mark struggles to sweep that one under the rug.
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Mark’s a slut, a whore, a home-wrecker, a cocksucker, a fag, a good boi. He’s out, he’s proud, he’s confident as sin, and he always gets what he wants. It’s just a matter of finding the right angle.
And what he wants is masculine men. He’s a masc-chaser. He surrounds himself with masculine aesthetics and manly energy. That’s what gets him off, what sets him off, what pounds his heart and addles his brain. To Mark, there’s nothing sexier than an unabashedly masculine man reveling in his own virility. Marc does the same. He doesn’t just want masc, he is masc. Only elevated. He dresses well, smells good, looks damn fucking good. He wears color and sparkly shit, or else not very much at all. It’s to show off his man’s body – all muscle, chest hair and swinging cock. He’d say fem guys need not apply, but he’s not quite so exclusionary as that. He just has a very powerful preference.
And Mark’s a pro. You’ll find him on FortheFans, posting his latest nudes or jerk-videos or dildo fun. He’s yet to do anything with other guys, though. Crossing the line into outright pornstar is a big leap, and he’s doing just fine with his teasing, tantalizing shows. Fine enough to afford a swank pad in Brooklyn. My boi Mark has expensive tastes.
And what does he do with his glut of free time? He spends it at Warriors of Sparta; an elite gym filled with hot, muscular, masculine men who are always looking to get off. And Mark gets them off. He tops them, he bottoms for them; he sucks them, he fucks them; he worships their bodies, or lets them worship his. He’s got that gym wrapped around his finger, along with dozens of bros who he’s wrangled into his sexual maelstrom.
And it’s all Mark’s little secret.
So don’t tell their wives. Or boyfriends. Or bros.
Or do. Could be fun.
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